Last Wednesday I said goodbye to London for a week in the sun. After debating whether to go to Lisbon or Porto a few weeks ago we decided that we’d actually quite like to crash on a beach for a week so we chose the Algarve, on the Southern coast of Portugal, instead.
I last went to Portugal as a child and I certainly don’t remember it being as wonderful as it is! We stayed in Praia da Rocha, a lovely little beach resort on the Western side of the Algarve. It’s close to the historic town of Silves and the Monchique mountains, but Praia da Rocha is lovely enough in its own right to warrant a visit.
We did very little during our time there. Each day we’d take a long stroll on the beach, climbing through openings in the rock to get to a new patch of sand. We also walked to one of two lighthouses a couple of times to stretch our legs and get a few Instagram-worthy snaps.
There are lots of lookout points in Praia da Rocha that are perfect for standing around and watching the sun go down. This pretty church was definitely my favourite to walk around.
I don’t know what it was about spending so much time on a beach that made me act like a child, but whatever it was led to me drinking far too much iced tea. I’m sure I’ll be whipping up a batch or two of this spiked bourbon iced tea in the coming weeks…
If I wasn’t walking on the beach or hunting down my next fix of iced tea I was reading. I managed to plough my way through six books in six days which was magical. It’s been months since I read with such fervour and it feels great to be back on the wagon.
Evenings were spent playing cards, drinking cocktails and eating fresh fish and vegetables in little beach side restaurants. Utterly delightful all round.